NovelEnglishChapter 1382: Does She Seem To Care About Me?
In the elevator, Monica stared at the decreasing numbers, wishing it would just plunge down directly!
Her phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID before answering quickly, "Hello, Mom, | have an urgent matter and need to go
out for a bit. Don't worry, nothing happened to me, so I'll be back soon. You don't need to worry!"
After speaking, she hung up the phone without wasting any more words.
Belinda's heart, which had been in her throat, settled a bit. If it wasn't Monica, then who was it?
Could it be Algerone Swain?
As the nflashed through her mind, Belinda's heart tightened, and she held her breath as she thought.
Feeling somewhat uneasy, she sat down on the couch.
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. After hesitating for a moment, she dialed his number for the first
time, her mind a bit muddled.
At that moment, Algerone Swain was in a meeting with the executives at the company. It was the last major project before the end
of the year, and they needed to discuss splans.
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His phone suddenly rang, and it was actually Belinda calling??
He was indeed shocked, and the meeting was interrupted. He quickly picked up the phone, glanced at the executives sitting on
both sides of the table, and answered, "Hello, what's the matter?" His voice was very gentle.
"Where... where are you?" Belinda sounded panicked.
"I'm at the company, specifically in the conference room. Do you need something?" He seemed to be reporting.
Belinda heard his tone was calm, not like something had happened.
So... it wasn't him?
She had been rash, impulsive, and her mind went blank. Of course, she wouldn't admit that she cared about him. "It's nothing, |
just wanted to ask." After speaking, she hung up the phone.
Algerone Swain was puzzled. How could it be nothing?
So, he thought for a moment and immediately called his daughter.
Soon, Monica, who was already in the car, answered, "Hello, Dad, what's up?" From her tone, she seemed a bit anxious.
"Where are you?" Algerone Swain asked, "Did something happen?"
"Huh?" The girl was surprised, "How did you know?"
"Your mom just called me, but she didn't say anything."
Algerone Swain sat down in the chairman's seat, and with his other hand, he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "She seemed...
a little concerned about me?"
These words, which seemed to be spoken without any audience in mind, fell into the ears of all the executives sitting around the
conference table. Everyone looked at each other in shock, their expressions varied.
Was this... a major development??
Monica understood something. Belinda had misunderstood, thinking it was her father who had an accident?
So Belinda cared about her dad!
"That's right, there's a small issue with Tristan. I'm going over to check it out. | left in a hurry and didn't have tto explain to
Mom, so she must have thought you were in trouble."
Although the girl was worried, the corner of her lips curled up, "Not bad, she actually called you proactively. This just shows that
you're in her heart."
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"What happened to Tristan?" As the future father-in-law, Algerone Swain was, of course, concerned.
To not worry her father, Monica replied, "It's nothing serious, just a small matter. | have to hang up now; I'm almost there."
At that moment, at the entrance of the Clarke Corp building, the family members who had been pulling at Tristan had been pulled
away and restrained by the bodyguards.
Because a police car had arrived as well.
But Tristan didn't want to leave; he was still there.
As the president, he should handle such matters, especially when it involved a life.
"Father, oh, my father, please wake up!"
The cries and wails continued, and the scene was still chaotic, as if they were shrewish women.
Tristan looked at the doctors in white coats, who shook their heads helplessly, clearly meaning the old man was already dead.
Tristan looked away and said to Kevin, "Take the family members to the reception room; I'll talk to them."
"Huh?" Kevin didn't understand, "What's there to talk about?"
Tristan just looked at him and didn't answer, walking toward the inside.
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